The moment she got off of stage you immediately ran out to see her. Holy shit — she expected you to be fine after that performance?! Especially after M.I.A.? She’s insane.

The moment Sophia got off stage, talking with the girls and the back up dancers, she looks around for you. Security was there to decline your entry for the girls safety before Sophia stopped them and rushed to you. She ran into your arms.

“Fuck, you did amazing,” you cursed as you wrapped arms around her and latched lips onto hers. Sophia doesn’t waste time to kiss back, enjoying your praise and attention. “It was good, huh?” she breathes against your lips, still kissing you.

“You enjoy it?” Sophia asks, pulling back and breathing heavily from both the adrenaline and your kiss.